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Stepmother's Bed
Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
to come again in the worst way, but he could tell that Joyce was really exhausted. "Okay," he breathed, "but I'm gonna get us a rubber soon and we're going to fuck this summer. We're going to fuck a lot, s*s. I want to fuck you more than any girl in the world." He ceased fondling his s****r's nice tits and got back in his own bed. He lay there thinking about sticking his prick into that tight, hot, wet cunt between her legs. Lying on his back that way, his stiff rod seemed to be burning a hole in his right palm. He was too excited to get to sl**p, he knew. Feeling Joyce's erect nipples had him needing to come bad. Why did she always seem to have this incredible power over him? He fondled the head of his dripping cock, tickling it and wondering if he should jerk off. Maybe he was degenerate of some kind, as Joyce often suggested. He had already come twice today and still he wanted to shoot his sperm once again! Rejected by Joyce, his thoughts turned to Norma and her obvious invitation to be "alone" with her sometime soon. Yes, he would have to "give her a hand" all right, just as she had suggested. Suddenly he realized that very possibly he would score his first fuck with Norma instead of his s****r. Still tickling the head of his swollen organ now, he slowly grew aware that the TV was still playing in the living room. Norma is still up, he thought, breathing hard. She's still up! He slipped out of bed, then tiptoed to the slightly open door ... across the room. He studied Norma, still watching a late movie, reclining on the couch in her nightgown. Was her hand between her legs? Was it moving? And wasn't the hand at her tit and the hand at her pussy moving in a kind of rhythm. No, he decided, it had to be his imagination. But the curves of her ripe, full body were clearly visible through the sheer material. That wasn't his imagination! Uncontrollably, he emitted a soft groan as he peered at this woman who had loved and who knew how to love. Here was no inexperienced girl or frightened s****r fearful of her reputation, or whatever. No ... Norma would know all about making them both come in delicious and adult ways. Denny tucked his hard-on up under the elastic band of his under shorts, disguising it, then went in and sat down abruptly beside her on the couch. Only the flickering light of the TV set illuminated the room. "Norma," he said. "I can't get to sl**p. I heard the TV on, so I decided to come out and talk awhile." "I'm glad you did, Denny," she said, her eyes briefly dropping to the bulge at his crotch. He had seen her do it! She had glanced hungrily at his cock. He was certain of it! "I couldn't sl**p either," she said, parting the couch beside her. "Your father is snoring quite loudly, you see." Denny sat down, his gaze fastening on the whiteness that showed where the strap of her nightgown had slipped down onto her upper arm. A woman, he thought again. Not a girl but a ...